Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

had lied about my town,

status as a

life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please,

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

car didn't

that would make it any less than the

curved up as a memory

time he had gotten his Ferrari GT and he had taken me on a long

had spent the

the way and without waiting for me or even without looking in my direction he opened the driver side door and

later I heard

passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw more of his

moment I sat down, I tried,

have to drive me.I can go.I'll take the

He didn't say anything.

one would hold a lover as he pulled out

knew

wrong address I had written on the form after

and tried again, "You can drop

few things to

and he said, "I'll

you want to

up on my

him up on his offer, I didn't have enough money to let him know

I sighed.

will buy

would just have

for him to leave then I'll make my way to

take a different and longer route back to my actual place but I think I could manage

for the usual butterscotch pastry this

would be

car came to a slow stop at

him

moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let me walk

was becoming such a gentleman all of a

knew

my head and put a smile on my face as

fate

me so much as I saw

come and I didn't wait as I

came to stand on my side, I blurted out, "You can't come

He arched a brow.

couldn't come inside except

said, "Mom wouldn't want to see

us

like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles

I saw the

looked like a GQ

a suit that was a combination